Pain Turned into Pleasure: The Perfect Shackles of Domestication
In the cool air of the vast, empty hypermarket, Eunha's slender naked body lay sprawled helplessly across the cold marble floor. The frantic search through the store under extreme tension and terror had left a thin sheen of cold sweat glistening on her pale skin. This was the price of forcing herself to walk on legs whose pelvic floor had been torn and rectal walls shredded. Gasping for breath, she remained prone on the floor, unable to so much as twitch a finger, her body trembling violently.
—Khhrrgh. Hfff. Taeo's massive, savage muzzle, crouched beside her like a mountain range, lowered heavily toward the sweat-dampened nape of her neck. Then a long, thick, bestial tongue slid out.
—Lick. Slurrrp. Shhhlick. Hundreds of rough papillae, coarse as sandpaper, dragged slowly up the length of Eunha's sweat-slicked spine from the base to the top.
"Aah… hnn……" A pained moan slipped from between her lips. The beast savored the salty taste of the female's sweat and the faint trace of pheromones with greedy relish, gradually twisting the path of his tongue toward ever more intimate and dangerous territory. The enormous tongue slid down the curve of her waist, then roughly forced its way between her round buttocks, still slick with blood and saliva. It changed direction, surging without mercy over the delicate, sensitive folds of her most vulnerable place, the narrow entrance to her sex.
—Squish. Slck. Squelch.
"Hik…! Tae—Taeo… ah, no… hnn!" Eunha's legs reflexively tried to close, but the beast's heavy forepaw pressed down hard on the inside of her thighs, forcing them wide into an M-shape. Taeo's hot, wet tongue brutally parted her labia. The overwhelming friction of that massive, rough bundle of muscle—utterly unlike any human finger or tongue—pressed against the swollen, untouched clitoris at the apex of her sex and began to grind and lap without mercy.
"Aaaah! It—It hurts… strange, there… haaang!" Eunha's head snapped back, a tearing cry bursting from her throat. The fragile body of a blind pharmacy student whose pleasure nerves had remained perfectly sealed her entire life, who had never once properly touched herself. Over those pure, ignorant sensory organs poured the overwhelming stimulation and scalding saliva of a wild predator like a waterfall. The rough friction of papillae grinding against her clitoris sent lightning-sharp, destructive tremors surging up from her lower abdomen.
—Lick! Slurp. Suck. Taeo paid no heed to Eunha's pleas. Instead, aroused by the thick scent of arousal the female emitted while struggling between pain and pleasure, he accelerated his tongue's movements, growing even more ravenous and relentless. The tongue that had been lapping at her entrance now thrust inside, scraping the thin inner membrane, then returned to focus on the sensitive bundle of nerves, sucking and rolling her clitoris.
Eunha's slender waist bucked violently off the floor.
"S-Stop… please… I-I think I'm going to pee… aaaah!" Tears of shame streamed down her cheeks. Her mind burned white, reason evaporating entirely. And at the exact moment the beast's tongue sucked hard on her clitoris and dragged upward, an uncontrollable convulsion exploded from deep within her womb. Transparent, scalding fluid gushed like a fountain from her narrow urethra and vaginal opening.
—Splurrrrt! Shhhhaaa.
"Hnnngh! A-Aah……" A perfect climax. The first orgasm of her life, a destructive tide forcibly drawn out by the beast's tongue. A massive quantity of clear liquid sprayed into the air, thoroughly soaking Taeo's black muzzle and the cold hypermarket floor. The despairing shame of having been violated by the beast and forced to spill pleasure fluids against her will. Yet Taeo did not avoid the female's gushing tide; instead, he greedily licked up the liquid from the floor and his own fur, displaying the unfiltered hunger of a predator.
"Haa… haa… go away now… please……" Eunha tried to push Taeo's muzzle away with a trembling hand. Every ounce of strength had left her body; she could barely curl her fingers. But Taeo either pretended not to understand or simply ignored her, burying his head between her legs once more.
—Squelch. Slurp. Lick.
"Hik! W-Why again… aaaah! No, I'm going crazy… I really—hieeet!" The clitoris, now hypersensitive after a single orgasm and painful to the slightest touch, was once again mercilessly lapped by Taeo's rough tongue. Eunha's body convulsed as if electrocuted, dragged ruthlessly into a second, then a third forced climax. Complete powerlessness—she could not control her own body. While being helplessly violated by the pleasure-torture of the beast's tongue, Eunha finally exhaled a thread-thin breath amid the storm of sensation where the boundary between pain and pleasure collapsed, and lost consciousness.
How much time had passed?
—Lick. Slurrrp. The damp, rough sensation stroking her cheek made Eunha's tightly shut eyelids flutter open. Filling her cloudy silver vision was the face of the giant wolf looking down at her, licking her cheek. The violence that had just mercilessly ravaged her most intimate places and driven her to climax was nowhere to be seen. Now he exhaled a breath as gentle and affectionate as a mother caring for a weak cub.
"Haa… Taeo……" Eunha weakly raised her arm and gently scratched beneath Taeo's chin. Taeo closed his eyes and leaned his heavy head into her touch. Feeling the beast's peaceful body heat, Eunha pushed herself up from the floor on unsteady arms. Her lower body still throbbed, but thanks to the beast's saliva, the tearing pain had remarkably subsided.
"I… Can I ride on your back? I need to look around the hypermarket and gather what we need." At Eunha's cautious request, Taeo snorted briefly, then bent his forelegs and flattened himself against the floor. He lowered his massive body as much as possible so the small, fragile female could climb onto his back with ease—a perfect display of consideration.
Eunha gathered the makeshift harness she had fashioned from bandages and leather straps taken from the pharmacy. She carefully climbed onto Taeo's back, securing her naked torso and thighs tightly against the wolf's intercostal muscles.
"Let's go… toward the far end."
—Swish. Thud. Taeo silently rose to his full, heavy height. Lying prone on the beast's broad back, Eunha began navigating the interior of the hypermarket like a living map, combining the faint scents reaching her nose with memories of the past. She found thick fleece jackets and cotton pants in the clothing section and stuffed them into a backpack, then groped through the camping section for batteries, flashlights, and bottles of water. Though her movements were slow and blind, the giant beast carrying her never once urged her on, matching his steps carefully and stealthily to her pace.
As she traversed the hypermarket leaning against the beast's warmth, complex, indelible thoughts swirled in Eunha's mind.
—Their first meeting. Not long ago, on the foul-smelling hospital floor, the horrific memory of being raped while her entrails were torn out against that monstrous bony pillar. Even now, the thought made every hair on her body stand on end and her heart feel as though it might stop. If only this beast, with whom she could now communicate, had not met her in such a violent way. But Eunha understood her own situation with painful, merciless clarity. She was blind. A woman with weak physical strength. In this hellish world where law and morality had collapsed and giant insects that devoured humans reigned, the survival probability of someone like her was zero percent. The reason this overwhelming predator kept her alive, brought her food, and carried her on his back was solely because she was a "female" to receive his sexual desire and bear his seed. "Either there were no females, or he recognized me as one and kept me." Her value for survival was completely subordinate to her utility as a hole to accept the monster's massive genitals. "But what if… this beast grows tired of me and abandons me?" A chilling anxiety brushed Eunha's chest as she gathered water bottles with trembling hands. Her body had already become addicted to the hormones and saliva this monster emitted, like a drug. If she went even a day without receiving his fluids, withdrawal symptoms would bring chills and drive her mad. Alone, she would wander without food until the insects tore her apart. The insects had invaded the hospital and this beast had killed them; the stench of human corpses outside was gradually fading. She had to stay by this beast's side no matter what. She had to continue accepting his mating and prove she was a useful female. Yet the most fundamental problem weighing on Eunha was the physical limitation of her body. "Too… too big. My body can't take all of it." Eunha bit her lip hard. The steel-like penile bone. The knot at the base that swelled during mating and destroyed her insides. No matter how deeply the beast thrust, it was physically impossible for a human's fragile vaginal or anal structure to accept that monstrous organ to the root. Even amid the pain of her entrails rupturing and tearing each time, the beast must not have felt the complete satisfaction of full insertion. The extreme fear that this intelligent predator might eventually discard her as defective if this imperfect mating continued gnawed at Eunha's soul. However, contrary to Eunha's pitiful and complicated misunderstanding, the mind of the aberrant wolf carrying her on his back—Taeo—was filled only with the simple, violent logic of the wild. The concept of abandoning this female did not exist in the male's mind at all. From the moment he had shoved his fluids deep into her belly and covered her entire body with his scent, this blind female had been perfectly imprinted as his lifelong mate, one he would possess and protect until her bones rotted after death.
—Regardless of Eunha's desperate attempts to prove her usefulness, Taeo's instincts had long since defined this female as his pack and his everything. The only thing that made the beast restless was a single, fierce, rutting question: "When can I shove my pillar back inside this female's body again?" Taeo's intelligence calculated that the female's torn entrails required time to physically recover. So he suppressed his erection-threatening lust and patiently waited for her wounds to heal. The fact that the female's hole was too narrow for his bony pillar to fully enter was, in his purely bestial reasoning, simply because the female's body was small. If the front entrance was too narrow and bled, then he would simply force open the rear entrance—the anus—and widen her insides. That cruel, primal idea dominated Taeo's mind. Breeding would be difficult since they were different species, but the beast's judgment was purely for the pleasure of mating with the female. On top of that, Taeo's bestial instincts added one more method of ownership. Until now the female's belly had been empty with hunger, but from now on she would eat the prey he hunted. When she ate, waste would inevitably accumulate. Therefore, he must periodically lick and clean the excrement from the female's intestines, perfectly controlling and managing even her digestive system and hygiene—a biological duty of domestication.
—Thud. Thud. While moving through the hypermarket aisles for foraging, whenever Eunha briefly dismounted from the beast's back to catch her breath while packing items, Taeo's suppressed instincts suddenly overwhelmed her body without warning.
—Swish. Thud.
"Ah! Taeo… suddenly, why… hnn!" Taeo knocked Eunha's shoulder and laid her on the floor, then pressed her knees down with his heavy forepaws, forcibly spreading her legs into an M-shape. Without a single moment of hesitation, he thrust his rough, massive tongue violently between her legs.
—Lick! Squelch. Squish. The beast's tongue snaked into the narrow, red crevice of Eunha's sex.
"Hik…! Ah, no… deeper… too deep!" The tongue pressed relentlessly, as if trying to force even its root inside, scraping the inner walls. Taeo's tongue prodded her cervix, pouring sticky saliva indiscriminately into the wounds along her vaginal walls. But the violation of the front was only the beginning. Taeo's tongue changed direction, advancing toward Eunha's anal sphincter, which was still ragged and forming scabs from the forced rupture.
—Slck. Shluuurp.
"Aaaaaah! Haaang! Th-There… it's tearing… don't dig in!" Eunha screamed, thrashing her head, but the beast's tongue brutally forced its way through the narrow rectal walls, stirring as if reaching the entrance of the sigmoid colon. It greedily licked away the remaining excrement, dried blood, and the residue of semen he had ejaculated earlier—a perfect enema and act of healing. Eunha let out a beast-like cry at the horrifying sensation of the beast's muscular mass roughly thrusting and stirring her most intimate, shameful holes.
"Haa… ugh… hnn……" With every touch of the tongue and every absorption of saliva, she could feel new flesh regenerating at an eerie speed in her torn, throbbing rectum and pelvic floor muscles. The drug-like analgesic effect of regeneration factors exploding through her blood vessels. Even as she trembled with extreme shame, Eunha was helplessly swept away by the grotesque, overwhelming wave of pleasure that came with the healing of her intestines, her eyes rolling back white. Her body, craving the monster's saliva to survive, spread its own holes and twitched—complete descent into the perfect female. On the dark hypermarket floor, the blind pharmacy student's collapsed reason melted away without a trace beneath the giant wolf's tongue.